Putnam's Magazine of Literature, Science, Art, and National Interests, Том 2

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G.P. Putnam & Son, 1868
 

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Сторінка 312 - ... for a bishop must be blameless, as the steward of God ; not self-willed, not soon angry, not given to wine, no striker, not given to filthy lucre, but a lover of hospitality, a lover of good men, sober, just, holy, temperate, holding fast the faithful word, as he hath been taught, that he may be able by sound doctrine, both to exhort and to convince the gainsayers.
Сторінка 354 - For he who fights and runs away May live to fight another day ; But he who is in battle slain Can never rise and fight again.
Сторінка 125 - Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast- weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Сторінка 120 - We deny the right of any portion of the species to ; decide for another portion, or any individual for another individual, what is and what is not their ' proper sphere.' The proper sphere for all human beings is the largest and highest which they are able to attain to. What this is, cannot be ascertained, without complete liberty of choice.
Сторінка 343 - Territory," performed by order of the Domestic Committee of the Board of Missions of the Protestant Episcopal Church, in the spring of 1844, by their Secretary and General Agent.
Сторінка 16 - Ishmaelites of our street deserts. whose hand is against every man and every man's hand against them?
Сторінка 314 - And yet, steeped in sentiment as she lies, spreading her gardens to the moonlight, and whispering from her towers the last enchantments of the Middle Age, who will deny that Oxford, by her ineffable charm, keeps ever calling us nearer to the true goal of all of us, to the ideal, to perfection, — to beauty, in a word, which is only truth seen from another side?
Сторінка 190 - We are spirits clad in veils : Man by man was never seen ; All our deep communion fails To remove the shadowy screen.
Сторінка 248 - OF Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing, I cannot ease the burden of your fears, Or make quick-coming death a little thing, Or bring again the pleasure of past years, Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears, Or hope again for aught that I can say, The idle singer of an empty day.
Сторінка 307 - there is some strangeness of proportion,' and of those who are born of the spirit — of those, that is to say, who like himself are dynamic forces — Christ says that they are like the wind that 'bloweth where it listeth, and no man can tell whence it cometh and whither it goeth.

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